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posted by HaleyDewit
A group of friends was walking down the cemetery. They each had a bottle of alcohol and one of them carried a radio with them, that was playing really loud.
They stopped at a grave that looked rather neglected. No one had seemed to take care of it. One of them crutched and wiped away a few leaves, revealing the name on the grave.
“No way” he smiled malicious. “Hey, guys! Look who I found here!”
They walked to him and read the name of Castiel Novak.
“Now, where’s that moron to protect your ass, you son of a bitch? I don’t see him around? Do you?” the guy shouted.
“Julian, don’t be an idiot” Fiona, his girlfriend said.
Julian put his bottle of scotch down and stood. He opened his belt and aimed his cock at the grave.
“Oh my God” Fiona hissed.
“What? I have to pee” Julian shrugged.
“You’re disgusting” Fiona commented. Julian shrugged again and turned around. “Oh my God!” Fiona yelled again.
“What?” Julian asked annoyed. But then he felt a firm grip on his ankle and he looked around. A white, ice cold hand had clenched its fingers around Julian’s feet. Julian let out a shriek and tried to free himself, but the grip was too tight. “Fiona, help me!”
Fiona shook her head as a second hand appeared from beneath the earth.
“Mike! Get over here!” Julian shouted scared.
“Sorry, man” Mike replied as he put the radio down.
“What?” Julian faltered and he turned his head to see his friends bailing on him.
Dean parked his truck at the entrance of the cemetery. He climbed the wall that separated the cemetery from the town and walked through the aisles. He’d only seen Cas’ grave once, but he knew he could find it with his eyes closed.
When he reached it he soon realized something was wrong. A guy was lying on the ground, next to Cas’ empty grave. Dean recognized the guy. He had disturbed Cas’ burial.
“What happened?” Dean asked agitated.
Julian shook his head stunned. It was impossible. It couldn’t have happened. He didn’t really see that. He needed to stop doing drugs and alcohol. He was seeing things. But then why had his friends left? He’d seen Fi’s face, she’d been terrified.
“He attacked me” Julian finally staggered breathless. “He grabbed my feet and…”
“Where’d he go?” Dean insisted.
Julian shrugged for the third time that night. “I don’t…I don’t know” he mumbled before he fainted. Dean conjured his phone and dialed Sam’s number. Sam, who was driving back to Castle Rock, answered immediately.
“Dean, speak up” he said nervous.
“You were right, Sammy” Dean replied. “Cas is alive”
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Meg read the book as if it was a detective and she wanted to know who the killer was. Daphne’s life had been a roller coaster due to her illness. But everyone knew Daphne was crazy, including Cas’ attorney. So she kept looking for something different.
When she was near the end she discovered something strange. She flipped a few pages, when a piece of paper fell out of the book. Meg picked it up and opened it. She read the letter and compared the handwriting with the one in the book.
She threw the book on the floor and conjured her phone.
No signal, it said
“Damn it!” she cursed.
She carefully stretch her arm, but the Key of Solomon was still working perfectly.
She looked at the hard stone floor and stamped on it, causing part of the floor to break. Meg grabbed a piece of the floor and threw it at the ceiling.
The Key of Solomon broke and Meg kicked her cell open.
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posted by HaleyDewit
Sam opened the door to a motel room. He hadn’t gotten the chance to talk to Erin Gregor, but he wanted to try the next day. He put his bag down next to the bed and sat down. He put his shoes off and without bothering to get undressed he lay on the bed and closed his eyes.
He felt his face itch and he opened his eyes. It was pitch dark. Sam felt something on his face and touch it. When he realized it was some kind of bug he wiped it off his face. But his face wasn’t the only part that felt weird. His entire body tickled and as soon as Sam’s eyes adjusted to the dark he saw that worms, beetles,...
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posted by HaleyDewit
Sam was sitting in his room, behind his laptop. He went on google and typed in ‘Erin Gregor’. He pressed the enter button and immediately a list of links appeared. He clicked on the first link and read the headline: ‘Woman presumed dead found back alive’
The headline sounded promising and so Sam read along.
‘In September 2009 the 29 year old Erin Gregor went missing. Gregor, originally from Cheboygan, Michigan, left her hometown to start a career as an actress. Her fiancé, Evan Trumble, one of Colorado’s best attorney’s, stayed in touch with her for several weeks. After Gregor’s...
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posted by HaleyDewit
Evan parked his car on the driveway of their house. Erin looked out of the window and stared at the house. Apparently this was where she lived. Evan opened her door and helped her get out. Though she could walk steady on her own feet, Evan wouldn’t let go of her until they reached the front door. He inserted the key in the lock and turned it to the left. He pushed the door open and stepped aside. Erin cast him a hesitant look, but when Evan nodded encouragingly she entered reluctantly. She heard Evan close the door behind her. She quickly turned around, expecting Evan to be gone. But he was...
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posted by HaleyDewit
Erin sat up and looked around confused. How did she get here? The door opened and Evan came back with a doctor.
“Good afternoon, miss Gregor” the doctor greeted as he walked to the bed. “How are you feeling?”
Erin looked puzzled at Evan. “What happened?” she asked hoarse, as if she hadn’t used her voice in years.”Who are you?...Who am I?” She fired each question, giving Evan no time to answer them. He took her hand and sat on the bed.
“What’s the last thing you remember?” he asked caring. Erin looked down, searching her mind for any kind of memory. But then she shook...
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posted by HaleyDewit
Ellen was washing up the glasses and Jo was cleaning the tables, when the door opened and Dean entered with a big smile. He wore his gun over his shoulder and nodded outside.
“Have you ever made deer for dinner?” he asked Ellen. Jo looked up upset. “You shot a deer?” she asked shocked. She put the dishes down and walked outside to the truck Dean had been driving since Cas’ death. She caressed the head of the dead deer.
“The Dean I know would’ve never killed a defenseless animal” she said trembling. Dean had followed her outside.
“The Dean you know died along with Cas” he replied...
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posted by HaleyDewit
Ten months later.

Evan Trumble was sitting next to a hospital bed. He was holding the hand of his fiancée Erin Gregor. The day before they had found her at the side of the ride. She seemed unharmed, apart from the fact that she was unconscious. Since then she lay here, comatose.
Erin had been missing for years. She went away to start a career as an actress. She would send emails every day and they called every evening. Until suddenly the emails and the phone calls stopped. At first Evan thought she’d had her breakthrough and that she simply didn’t have time to chat. But then he would’ve...
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Amelia lifted up her shirt and checked the blood on her side.
“Did I do that?” Jimmy frowned horrified. “I didn’t mean to hurt you. It’s Castiel. He’s making me do things”
Amelia nodded tired. “Yeah, I know” she replied short. “I’ll put a bandage on it”
“I’ll help you” Jimmy quickly said and he supported his wife on her way to the bathroom.
Claire jumped out of the couch and hurried to the cupboard where she grabbed her mom’s car keys. If Castiel really was still in her father’s body, they were going to need help to get him out. She walked to the front door and...
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Heather was pacing up and down the kitchen, nervously waiting for Isabel to call her back. She couldn’t imagine what kept her so long. She didn’t have a job, she didn’t have a boyfriend anymore. She was probably wallowing in self-pity, while Heather was about to be ripped to pieces, according to the newspaper.
She dialed Isabel’s phone again and growled when it was her voicemail again. “Seriously? Where the hell are you? Cas is here. What part of get here ASAP did you not get? Don’t you read the newspaper? He’s a lunatic. He’s killed four people already in less than 48 hours...
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Meg opened the door of her motel room and pushed Claire inside. They had introduced their selves to one another while shopping for hair products.
“Sit down” Claire ordered and Meg raised her eyebrows. “I can’t dye your hair while you’re standing”
“You know how to do it, then?” Meg asked careful. She wasn’t vain, but she didn’t want to look like an idiot either.
“Please, I’ve done it a thousand times” Claire insured Meg. “You can trust me”
Meg reluctantly sat down on a chair and Claire unpacked the hair dye shampoo. She prepared the shampoo and then went standing...
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posted by HaleyDewit
Meg banged the door of Heather’s studio. After what seemed like forever, the light in the hallway was switched on and Heather opened the door. She was wearing a grey dressing-gown, her hair was very messy and she rubbed her eyes.
“Meg? What are you doing here? Do you know what time it is?” Heather mumbled sleepy.
“I need your help. Can I come in?” Meg asked agitated and before Heather could decline she already entered. “You gave me something to get through my first night. It really helped and I was wondering…”
“If I have more? Of course I do, but couldn’t you wait until morning?...
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posted by HaleyDewit
Dean parked the Impala in front of the motel Meg was staying. “Are you sure about this?” he asked, turning to Cas.
Cas nodded. “Thank you” he said hoarse. “For not telling Sam” Dean didn’t comment, but loosened his seat belt and got out of the car. He walked around it, when Cas stepped out too.
“No, wait here” Dean said. “Let me go first”
“Why?”
“She’s not very happy with you, right now. I might have to use a little persuasion” Dean explained.
“What kind of persuasion?” Cas asked suspicious.
“Just trust me, alright?” Dean replied. “I promise I won’t...
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